tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60518426820941973502024-03-21T10:00:04.633-07:00Simply A Thought, An Inspiration, A Story, Or Maybe More. . .No clue where I'm headed with this. So from me to you- take note: I'm random. (Enjoy!)Taylor Perkins Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07177994199571264685noreply@blogger.comBlogger41125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051842682094197350.post-29237235458611246582013-12-07T01:07:00.001-08:002013-12-07T01:07:52.282-08:00Thanksgiving 2013 ~ Dining Table Centerpiece Ok so I'm going to mix this up a bit and show you my Thanksgiving centerpiece adventure from last week. Since I work for a specialty rental company called the Attic, I decided to showcase Attic items for this centerpiece. {Check out the website <a href="http://www.atticrentals.com">here</a>!}<br>
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Picture by picture, step by step, I'll show you how I put together this centerpiece using the Attic pieces plus some other extras from my own collection.<br>
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First, I needed an plan. I wanted to do something different. I had this slight vision of a centerpiece idea in my head, and I ran with it, even though I was blind in not knowing where I was headed. All I knew was that I wanted some sort of cluster. A grouping of some sort.<br>
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I started with my base: A thick and wide log round (no picture). Below are the items that make up the rest, and a picture of the first time I put those items together in order to start getting a visual for what I was about to create.<br>
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I used some gold/champagne mercury tea light votives:<br>
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Vintage bottles:<br>
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Gold candlestick holders and pillar candle holders:<br>
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Antlers (from my own collection):<br>
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Then after grabbing some pine cones from the back yard, I used this champagne colored spray paint (from Michaels) to spray them with. (You can cover the cones in the paint or just spray on the edges. It just depends on how much you want the cones covered or shiny. I did some of both.)<br>
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Next, I bought flowers. I bought them at Fred Meyer here in town. They seem to always have a pretty good selection. I didn't want a whole lot of color though, just a very natural look, with a hint of shine. So I just added a small amount of color using berries which still fit in with my natural look.<br>
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Then began the arranging. After I arranged the flowers in the bottles to how I liked and what seemed best, I started arranging the bottles and candle sticks in the middle first. (Most importantly, making sure no flowers were too close to the tops of the candles.) Once I liked the set up, I filled in with pine cones and added the antlers and votives around the base. I took advantage of the altering heights to make this work from all sides.<br>
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Then to finish the table setting and the dessert display...<br>
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And after all that, time spent with family, and eating delicious food made for a wonderful Thanksgiving!<br>
Thank you to my wonderful mom who sat there almost the whole time watching me, helping and supporting my ideas! She also is the one who planned out the china and place settings. ;) <br>
Thanks for reading!<br>
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There were a couple times this season that I noticed a little more about the different and unique ceremonies. They were more of a performance than a marriage ceremony. Either the couple was way too picky, and detailed about how they would be seen during the moments giving their vows, or they were too worried about how every little thing had to be just right. <br>
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Now let me set straight the line between a performance, and making things pretty. <br>
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Dictionary definition for performance:<br>
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<i>per·for·mance<br>
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: an activity that a person or group does to entertain an audience.<br>
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Did you see that? "Entertain.."<br>
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Now, is a marriage ceremony about entertaining an audience? I don't think so.<br>
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Dictionary definition for ceremony:<br>
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: a formal act or event that is a part of a social or religious occasion<br>
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: very polite or formal behavior</i><br>
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Now obviously, I'm a wedding planner. I out of all people understand how all the little things need to be done correctly in order for everything to be perfect. I like to make things pretty, and special. But I also am a traditionalist. And I love the incredible, powerful and emotional importance of what a wedding ceremony is about. I mean after all, the reception is a celebration for what the ceremony holds. The ceremony should be about two people coming together as one. They are giving their lives to one another, to make it one life they will live together until the day they die.<br>
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The people seated behind or around you, are there as witnesses to that vow. Because they love and care for you. Sure, the set up can be (and I think should be), pretty. And it should be special. But, it's not about performing to the guests. Doing all this confusing choreography, standing here, now there, worrying about who can see you when... They all can see you just fine, even if they only see your backs. They still know what they're watching, and understand why they are there. You, as the bride or groom, just need to focus on why YOU'RE there. What's happening in front of you and to you. Don't worry about anything else! It's about vowing a new life with that person you're holding hands with, and what the officiant is saying. Don't make it a big show. It's already an amazing show. It doesn't need more than that.<br>
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Hope that isn't too confusing. It's not always easy for me to write down what is in my head, to make sense of what I'm expressing.<br>
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Until next time..<br>
t.
Taylor Perkins Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07177994199571264685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051842682094197350.post-35392796867539887742013-11-04T17:03:00.000-08:002013-11-04T17:12:09.526-08:00I think I'm back. Ready to write again!<br>
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Ok, wow. It's been a long time since I last posted anything. My blog came to mind quite a few times, but I just never had the right words in my head to create something meaningful on here. I was also busy. Very busy with work and vacations, and changes, and family and LIFE.<br>
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Over these past few months, I've really been thinking about how much time I spend on social media and trying to cut that time down. But it's so hard, because these days, that's what we live by. Like for instance, I feel so silly when I realize I never leave my phone. I'm not just talking about when I leave the house. No, I mean when I go from room to room. Or even to the bathroom. I always take my phone and it's just ridiculous! So then I'll try leaving it. If I'm going to the kitchen to get something, or to the living room, I'll leave it in my bed room. And then I miss an important phone call. Of course. So I guess it's just a matter of delicately understanding the line between how much is too much. I get so annoyed when I see people using Facebook as their diary. Or their daily log book. I really don't understand why people don't understand that the world doesn't care what you do, every. single. hour.<br>
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I think about Twitter. I have an account. And at one point, a couple years ago, I was on it every day. Now? I'm never on it. I like what it is. It's cool for a lot of people and a lot of reasons. But I realized lately, when thinking about it, that in order for me to really use it to it's full potential, would mean me looking down at my phone way too often, and not looking around my own surroundings enough. I could be missing out on life's greatest pieces of art, because I thought that tweeting or reading tweets about other people's lives were more important. They're just not, for me.<br>
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Anyway, a LOT has gone on this past year! And I thought 2012 was a great year!
My last post was in Feb. At that time, I was somewhat dating a guy, long distance. We hadn't 'named' it yet, and hadn't made things official. But now as I'm writing this, we've been "officially dating" for almost 8 months, and still long distance! (He's in Alabama and I'm still in Idaho!) Happy moments have been made though! ;)<br>
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I can't say that long distance relationships are easy. I also can't say they aren't worth it. Some might not be, but ours? Totally worth it. It's so hard to be away from him and only getting to hang out every couple of months is not super fun. But we don't plan on this lasting for forever. I mean, if we were, now then it would be pointless. But this is just where we have to be, how it has to be, and why it has to be for now. And until it can move forward and change, we're just relying on the Lord to help and keep us strong in the meantime.<br>
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My job was crazy this summer! As I've mentioned, I'm a wedding and event planner and stylist. Last year (2012) I was an intern. It was a busy summer, but very fun! Some hiccups along the way, but nothing too extravagant. This year? I am a lead assistant, and it was another busy and fun summer. However, we had some major hiccups and learned a LOT of good lessons! When you work with people, couples, families, relatives, and other vendors, you just have to realize, you're going to encounter every kind of person, and they are not always going to be easy, nice, or respectful. And you just have to be prepared to deal with it anyway. ;) But never the less, it was a good season.<br>
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My boyfriend and I were able to be together four different times, from Spring break, to a beach vacation with my family, his sister's wedding week, and then I just spent a month down in Alabama. I was visiting, well yes, him, but also spending time with my relatives there. It was a nice month away, getting to relax, and getting to spend non-vaction-but-actual-regular-time with him. :) (I was also sick with a nasty cough/cold the first two weeks :P)<br>
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Now it's the beginning of November, the leaves have been covering the ground, Christmas is hinting through store catalogs and displays, commercials and my Spotify account, and I'm realizing I need to make a Christmas gift list! Where did the time go?!? I absolutely LOVE this coming time of year and cannot wait to get it officially started, with Thanksgiving!<br>
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So many more things have been going on and changing as of this year, but it's all for the better. I think. I hope. <br>
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Anywho, now that I've got my re-introduction//coming back after a few long lost months, I will end this, so I can begin writing my next and new thoughts that I would like to share. :)<br>
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Happy raking. (Not.)<br>
t.
Taylor Perkins Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07177994199571264685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051842682094197350.post-29199330629461187872013-02-22T12:19:00.001-08:002013-02-22T14:25:08.104-08:00A Concert & A Thought.So back in Nov. I had just gotten back into town after being gone almost the whole fall. I heard there was a Carrie Underwood concert coming through Spokane in Feb. She is probably my favorite female country artist, and I just adore her. I really am not star-struck by celebrities and I certainly do not worship them! I find that strange and unhealthy for people to love someone so much that they've never met and probably won't ever meet. But I do think Carrie Underwood is a beautiful girl inside and out. I love her music, style, and I love that she shares her faith. And honestly, she's the only artist I've ever said I'd like to meet one day. I don't know why, and I don't even know what'd I'd ask her, lol.<br />
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Anyway, by the time I heard about the concert, there were no tickets left, or that is, that I could afford. The concert was selling out, and fast. So, with the busy holiday season approaching and much other more important things in my life going on, I put it aside. Even though it's someone I'd LOVE to see in concert, I decided it wouldn't be worth it unless I had great seats! The cheapest tickets at that time were incredibly expensive. (For me, during Christmas. ;)<br />
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Fast forward to Feb. <br />
The day before her concert, I heard on the news, followed up by Facebook friends, that Underwood was hanging out in downtown Cd'A, and shopping in stores I go into often. Just two mins from my home. I was so sad I wasn't downtown, and was jealous that so many others got to just "run into her" in shops. But I never have moments like that. Haha! I was sounding a little selfish, but I was so jealous!<br />
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I checked for last min tickets online and I couldn't even find any. So once again, I gave up. I just decided to wait to see her another time, and it wouldn't be the end of my life.<br />
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Thursday morning, day of concert, I received a text from a someone about how TicketsWest had released some open seats for sale. I looked online, but it didn't list anything. And for a sold out show, I figured if any tickets opened up, they'd be gone in a flash. Well, about 4ish hours later, I left work, and heard on the radio that tickets were still available. Not really believing it, I went ahead and called TicketsWest, and 2mins later, had confirmation that there were floor section seats available for about a third of the original price. I was stunned, and hurriedly called my sister. I told her, asked her if she'd want to go with me, waited while she called her husband (to figure out kid details) and called back to reserve the tickets. Then I rushed through the rest of Costco, (where I was buying them over the phone, while trying to pick out avocados) hurried home, changed clothes and headed back out to meet my sister and head to Spokane.<br />
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We had a blast! It was a really awesome concert, well put together and well done by Carrie herself. She is one artist who can really perform great live! I sang along to the songs, took a bunch of photos on my iphone, enjoyed being with my sister, and enjoyed a beer. (What?! It's a country concert, ya gotta have at least one! ;) our seats were on the floor section, but back a ways. They were good seats, but me being short, I still had the unfortunate view of a few very tall people that blocked the center stage :/ but it don't ruin my night. Because, really, I was just happy that I was able to be there.<br />
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So why was I so stoked?! Why was I freaking out when I realized I was actually going? It's just a concert. It's just another famous singer, with talent and good looks. Why do I care so much? I guess I've gotten pretty excited at most concerts I've attended. Probably because where I live, we don't get too many big events through town. And even less that you're able to attend, or want to attend. But still, why was it so exciting and so fun?<br />
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Here's what was going through my mind at the concert, after, and today. <br />
Humans just have a natural instinct to get excited when there are a few thousand other people excited about the same thing. If one person is, it builds and builds. (See my post from fall 2012 about excitement building up) <br />
I still don't think it's healthy when I see 14 and 15-year-old girls practically crying just trying to get an Instagram "like" from their favorite celebrity. It's weird and sad. <br />
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Maybe it's because if you don't know Jesus, you long to adore something so big and so great. It's in our nature. We were created to be in the image of Christ. So we all want to worship something and someone. (I just won't raise my kids believing that a celebrity has that much meaning in their life.)<br />
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But I do understand how it's fun to just enjoy being that excited. I really appreciated it last night during the concert when Underwood spoke of some of her songs changing peoples lives and how that meant so much to her...followed by her two songs that describe God in our lives. {Jesus Take The Wheel & Temporary Home} Underwood is not quite as outgoing about her faith like some. She's honest about it but doesn't make it a huge priority to let it be known loud and clear. I would appreciate it and like her that much more if she did. But, she doesn't lie about it, and I can appreciate it for that much.<br />
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I was standing there listening during one of the songs, and just started watching other people. I looked all around me. The Spokane arena, full. And everyone was cheering, yelling, singing, screaming... I thought *Wow.. What it must be like to stand up there, being so well known, and having an arena with a few thousand people screaming for you. How do you even begin to comprehend that?" And this is just one stop on her Blown Away tour. Multiple cities...tons more people. Then I thought *I wonder how God feels when a huge group of people are worshiping him* I have been to Creation, a Christian music festival, a few times. And it was amazing to look around and hear thousands of people singing a worship song together, to Him. <br />
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But even if it's not a few grand, if it's just your church of a couple hundred? He still hears. And if it's just you by yourself? Yeah, He still hears it. And I'm willing to guess He loves it just as much. ;) <br />
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As a believer in Christ, I want to express my excitement and love for Him like so many people express for so many celebrities. Sure, its pretty fun to meet a movie star, or get backstage tickets to a concert of the biggest band of 2013, or even become the winner of one of the big TV singing contests. But no matter how big that person might seem now, they are still nobody compared to Jesus, and they will mean nothing when we come face to face with the God of the universe. (I'm not trying to make that sound so unpleasant. It's just the reality of it.) He does love us, even though we are small specs. So why not let Him know you love him back? Because unlike Miss Carrie Underwood, God actually hears you tell Him. She's sweet but she can't be everywhere at once, talking and listening to everyone everywhere, all the time. ;)<br />
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t.Taylor Perkins Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07177994199571264685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051842682094197350.post-85535337804393734762013-02-14T11:55:00.001-08:002013-02-14T11:56:24.234-08:00Valentine's DayHappy Valentine’s Day Everyone!<br>
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I hope today is finding you well, whether it’s spending time with your love, or cramming chocolates into your mouth (even though you promised yourself you’d wouldn’t), I hope it’s a fun one! <br>
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Today I want to recognize the true heroes of this glorious day of love- men. Without them, we’d have nothing to celebrate, right? We wouldn’t wake up to love notes, or have that box of chocolates and a bouquet of pink roses delivered to us at work, and we sure as heck wouldn’t be so excited to get dressed up and stick on those 3inch heels for just another week night in February. But hey, here we are, wondering why we even care so much. But really, don't forget to thank your man if he did so. It's not easy being a man these days. Some women put so much pressure on them to be so perfect. They are only human, and so are you. They're trying, I promise.<br>
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Side note: I was in Hallmark this week grabbing a couple silly v-day cards and the sign above the Valentine’s section said “Valentine’s Day - Thursday, February 14th.” Because, well, I guess some men do forget what day it falls on each year. Ok, I should be fair, I’m sure some women forget too.<br>
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We really do a great job of rubbing this whole *Oh yeah, Valentine’s Day is soon! Gotta be all lovey-dovey to everyone this week!* to the young ones. Probably one of my favorite moments of this week leading up to v-day, was watching my nephew flirt with an Applebee’s host, whom he also gave a valentine to. He’s 5. BAM. <br>
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This year, for me, I’m enjoying it a little more than usual. I have a reason too. And that’s what makes it special. I’m also spending the evening, not in a fancy restaurant or a chick flick at the movies, but in our community theater watching my girl-friend play a crazy beggar woman in “Sweeney Todd.” Yup, cute, right? Lol. It’s what we do for our friends. Or, what we do when the person we would spend the evening with is two-thousand miles away. Haha, that’s why part of tomorrow will also be spent on Skype. I wonder how busy Skype will be tomorrow anyhow?! Gotta guess there will be a few online dating couples who will be on...lol<br>
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Anywho, I’ve decided Valentine’s day is just one of those days that you might love one year, and hate the next. So on those happy years, you milk the day for everything it’s worth. You eat the sweets, you day dream a little more, you express a little louder your feelings to that one person, all because we decorated our world in love for this one day. All because we were told to do so. But I do think it can be (I said- can be,) slightly silly and shouldn’t be taken too seriously. It’s just one day out of the whole year! We still have 364 other days to express our love! So instead of being worried about how perfect today needs to be, just because it’s v-day, just celebrate loving someone special. (Or just liking them ;) Just be happy.<br>
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Well, there’s not much else to say about this interesting day. So I think I’ll leave it at this- <br> For those of you who are lonely this year, just look at the other amazing people in your life that God gave you and give them a call. (It doesn’t have to be romantic love.) <br>
And to the people who are going out with their hotties, I hope you have fun. No, really have FUN. I hope you remember what a blessing it is to have that person in your life and celebrate what God put in your life.<br>
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Now, back to that box of chocolates. xoxo,<br>
t.
Taylor Perkins Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07177994199571264685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051842682094197350.post-45906954124176774582013-01-17T09:42:00.001-08:002013-01-17T10:37:56.861-08:00"Stop Being Yourself." Yup, I said it.As most people have noticed lately, the world is telling us to "just be ourselves" and "express yourself." Hmmm. <br />
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When I have an issue, and I'm in need of some work on my heart or attitude, the LAST person I need to consult is myself. I'm the problem in the first place! <br />
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Now I know that most of the reason behind the world's view on this is for people to not worry about how they "should be" compared to the rest of the world. That we should "feel good and comfortable in our own skin." We'll yeah, sure, we shouldn't conform ourselves for others. <br />
But the Bible says to live our lives through and in Christ. So if that's how we are to live, but the world says live in our own (human, flesh, sinful,) self, then that would collide with acting stupidly. Like living under the abuse and addiction of drugs, alcohol, self image, homosexuality, ect. You cannot live a life of what YOU think is right and be under the image of Christ. You (I,) have to live in the image of Christ at all times. And if there's something I myself likes or wants to be or do or feel that does not agree with what God says in His Word, then I have to understand why I have to choose against it. Does that make any sense?<br />
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So many people today are saying "whatever is right for you, is right for you. And something else can be right for me." Oh my goodness, the millions of problems that leads to!<br />
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I guess I could continue down a whole road on that subject and go for miles. But I don't want to right now. I just wanted to get across a main point that I fear we are falling so deep into that is ruining our generation.<br />
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First, sure, look at yourself. See what you are and how dirty you are. And then TURN to Christ, and see what HE is. How perfect He is! <br />
"And having been made perfect, He became to all those who obey Him the source of eternal salvation," Hebrews 5:9 (NASB) <br />
Let Him live in and through you. Living for yourself will never work, never feel complete and never give you the true full life you desire. It may feel good for a moment, but will lead you down an awful road.<br />
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"For as through the one man's disobedience the many were made sinners, even so through the obedience of the One the many will be made righteous." Romans 5:19 (NASB)<br />
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So, if you truly want your inner heart, your inner desires, and your whole self to be in the image of Christ, then please! Be yourself! But that's a hard place to stay, (because we are all still sinners.) So, I am going to use the personality traits God gave me, and express the woman He made me to be, but be like Christ. It's not easy! And I will fail. Time after time. We all will. Thank the Lord He already forgave us! But I'd choose that battle any day over being just like the rest of the world which will lie to you over and over again.<br />
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"And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, so that you may prove what the will of God is, that which is good and acceptable and perfect." Romans 12:2 (NASB)<br />
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t.<br />
Taylor Perkins Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07177994199571264685noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051842682094197350.post-12476810859391975352013-01-16T12:53:00.003-08:002013-01-16T12:53:30.331-08:00My Top 5 Beauty Faves<b>My quick top 5 beauty "secrets"</b><br>
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I don't do a whole lot of research or devote a lot of my time to finding the best beauty options out there, but there's no argument when I come across something that I can honestly say "it's really does work!"<br>
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But we all have different bodies, skin, hair, shapes and sizes, not only our clothing size, but even our eye lids are all different. So I know not one thing could possibly work on every girl out there. But, for some ideas to try, (if you haven't already tried these,) keep reading:<br>
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<b>1. <i>Too Faced</i> Shadow Insurance</b> - Eye shadow primer that WORKS! I honestly have no idea how I wore eye shadow before I found this. If I skip a day, I always regret it, because my shadow seems to wear off and crease within an hour or so! With this stuff, it'll last the entire day and through!<br>
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<b>2. <i>Jergens</i> Natural Glow Express, and Daily Moisturizer.</b> For a copper toned head and fair skinned girl like me, this is the kind of tanning I can work with! I stay away from tanning beds and I'm very careful as too how much sun I allow my skin to absorb. My family has skin cancer history throughout, and I just don't want to play with fire. (No pun intended haha.) The Express is a good start when you need a quick tan. (You can apply once or twice and then continue with the moisturizer.) It's fairly easy to blend in, and though you do need to be careful about small streaks around your wrists or ankles, it's not hard to use and it won't make you look like an oompa loompa! The Daily Moisturizer is what you can use daily as a lotion, SPF 20 sun screen, and plus it's keeps up the good looking bronze! It doesn't stain your hands either. With either one, you can use it less or more depending on how much color YOU want. (Don't let a bottle decide for you how tan you need to be. He's normally wrong.)<br>
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<b>3. <i>Bikini Zone</i> Anti Bumps Shaving Gel and Medicated Cream.</b> No matter how you deal with it, taking care of that bikini area is an obnoxious pain. Bikini Zone products really are pretty nice. The gel is great for the shower and then applying the cream afterward actually does work. Let's be real, no one wants to see an embarrassing amount of red bumps lining those cute bathing suit bottoms! Not to mention, ouch!!<br>
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<b>4. <i>Loreal</i> Infallible Plumping</b> (that's a word?) <b>Lipgloss.</b> Now, I know not all of us are huge fans of gloss. It's sticky, wears off quickly, and sticks to your hair as soon as the wind slightly picks up. But I have to say, I like this gloss! It's more of a color with gloss anyway. It seems to really last too. Have I timed myself wearing it to see how long? No. But every time I do wear it, I'm pleasantly surprised to see how long it lasts before it wears off. I mean let's be real (again) here, The commercials tell us we can wear a certain lipstick for a whole eight hours while eating drinking, kissing our boyfriend, then a baby's forehead, and then some more drinks, and it's STILL NOT GONE! Yeah.... about that. I'm not sure that's even possible, unless you really stain your lips. So though you might need to fix 'em up a bit after you eat, I don't think it'll kill you. But for wanting your lips to last for more than a couple hours, try this one! Lots of greats shades to choose from too! My personal pick for an everyday look, is "806 Plumped Tawny."<br>
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<b>5. <i>Dove</i> Go Sleeveless.</b> I just recently started using this, as I saw the add for it. It's supposed to be good for bumps and irritation. My under arms happen to have quite the problem with that, and I'm a shave-very-often girl. So I bought it. And so far, I like it. It does soften and reduce irritation. But I know some of you need more sweat protection, or something that smells fresh or fruity. This is fragrance free unfortunately. And since it's currently below freezing where I live, I haven't had much of a chance to see if it holds up to my sweat level yet. I'll wait for summer for that.<br>
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Ok, one more *bonus* product I want to share. <b>6. <i>Clinique</i> Moisture Surge, tinted Moisturizer SPF 15.</b> I LOVE this stuff! I don't like to wear a liquid foundation every day. But I also need to even out my skin tones on my face, and liquid helps that more than anything. So, this stuff is my hero. It is a liquid, and it acts like a foundation, but it's not as heavy, not as thick, and it helps your skin at the same time! I use it a lot more often for a foundation. Plus, the SPF is good for summer when I'm headed to the lake for the day. :)<br>
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Well, those are just a few of my favorite beauty secrets, that aren't really secrets. ;)<br>
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If you have any you'd like to share, I'd love to hear them!<br>
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<b>t.</b>Taylor Perkins Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07177994199571264685noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051842682094197350.post-65069535842884245212013-01-07T22:37:00.001-08:002013-01-08T17:43:05.082-08:00Facebook: some good, some not so good.So lately I've been thinking about Facebook: the pros and cons.<br />
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Is Facebook consuming the qualities we have to communicate with each other? Or even replace our inner heart's privacy?<br />
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I had a moment of realization though, tonight, about how years ago, when Facebook didn't exist, much less all things Internet, everyone did just fine. People would get together and actually talk about each others lives, and life itself. It was mystery or exciting. <br />
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Sure, with the Internet, there are many pros that come along with it, including staying in touch with friends and family who live miles away, even oceans away. And I'm grateful for it in that way! <br />
But I feel as though everyone uses it as an excuse to spend their lives on it like everything depends on what Facebook says. Like its the only form of communication worth using anymore. When you read about each others lives on Facebook every day, when do you even just get together over coffee and talk like you don't already know what's going on?<br />
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People waste plenty of time scanning through, yes- some amusing or interesting, but just meaningless amounts of stuff; nothing that beats going outside in the fresh air and doing something more important with your life.<br />
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One thing I've noticed over the past few years is how people tend to "over-share." When someone is struggling, they'll post a prayer or religious thought for all their friends to see. But I wonder if they spend the same amount of time actually just talking with their Maker, or praying about the real matter in silence to the world? A lot of things just need to be kept between you and God. Sure, you can (and a lot of times need to) share with maybe a few trustworthy people who will be of true support or encouragement. But you don't need to outwardly secretly (figure that one out) share with your 500 "friends." Yes, of course there are a few times when you want to tell the whole world (i.e. you're free of cancer, you're engaged, ect.) but not EVERYTHING needs to be shared like that. Mostly to those whom you don't know or even care about. (Admit it, you don't care nearly as much about other people's Facebook info as what you hope others will see from yours) <br />
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Now obviously tons of Facebook is dedicated to businesses and artists alike. That's great! I'm just talking about the personal time and communication.<br />
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Anyway, like I said, I know there are pros- good and useless. But Facebook is not the only thing in life that matters. <br />
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t.Taylor Perkins Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07177994199571264685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051842682094197350.post-79598874392231834822012-12-27T16:00:00.001-08:002012-12-27T16:00:39.908-08:00Christmas JoyJust some photos to share from my Christmas! Love my family!<br />
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All who gather near,<br />
To celebrate the birth,<br />
Of Christ on this small earth.<br />
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We decorate the trees,<br />
And place the gifts beneath,<br />
With friends and family around,<br />
We drink and dine and wine;<br />
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With toasts of good cheer,<br />
Starting letters with dear,<br />
We hug a little tighter,<br />
And speak a little lighter.<br />
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When the clouds open up,<br />
We watch the snow fall,<br />
The world turns pure white,<br />
And our hearts are full and bright;<br />
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So greetings we exchange,<br />
To neighbors and to strangers;<br />
We cook a lot of food,<br />
And bake some cookies too.<br />
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But always on Christmas morning,<br />
Before the ribbons fly,<br />
We stop and sit in quite,<br />
And listen to those fine lines;<br />
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On this day so long ago,<br />
A baby boy was born;<br />
Called a king born from a stable,<br />
He came to be our Savior.<br />
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Never forget the true meaning of Christmas,<br />
For He was too great for sinners,<br />
But He loved us still,<br />
And came until,<br />
His life was taken thirty years later.<br />
But because He came and relived again,<br />
We have been given life through Him.<br />
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So thank the Lord for safety in this World,<br />
And share with others the Gospel.<br />
Then say a little prayer,<br />
For all who draw near,<br />
That Christmas time is (always) here.<br />
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Taylor Perkins Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07177994199571264685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051842682094197350.post-68034347549258472612012-12-18T00:32:00.003-08:002012-12-18T01:11:26.097-08:0031 Days | Dec. 9th-15th"Glamour is a shooting star, it catches your eye, but fades away, beauty is the sun always brilliant day after day." ~Mike Dolan<br />
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Ok, so maybe I lost a little inspiration last week.. And it's taken me a little longer to put together "this week's" (last week's) post. Wait, am I not supposed to tell you that? Uh well.. just being honest ;)<br />
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Sunday: That Little Black Dress.<br />
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One of my favorite dresses I own. It's simple, all lace, with exposed zipper on the back.But when the air is on the lower side, I tend to layer up. So I wore black tights, and a black long sleeve top underneath the dress.<br />
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My necklace is silver and light blue, and quite spunky. Eye shadow shades of purple. Grey boots to the finish.<br />
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Monday, oh Monday.<br />
Mixed up colors with green long sleeve and an almost plum thick sweater, and brown corduroy pants. A bronze charm necklace to add the sparkle.<br />
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Tuesday. Oh wait, I forgot. :P<br />
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Tuesday was a Christmas shopping day with my sister and mom. (Photo below.) So, I wore something easy and somewhat more comfortable to wear for the day going in and out of stores. But I didn't get a picture of what I wore. So instead, here's what I decided to do with my nails, and for a girl who really hates painting her nails (due to the stubborn work and pain in the butt it is,) it was somewhat impressive.. lol<br />
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Wednesday: Just a good ol outfit.<br />
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A couple of layered sweaters, jeans, and riding boots. Need I say more?<br />
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Thursday: Euro Style..?<br />
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Not sure what to call this piece, but I found it in an adorable little boutique on a side street in Barcelona Spain. (From a overseas trip I took a couple months ago.) It's kind of a mix of a pullover, jacket, sweatshirt... thingy.. Anyway, it's a thin layer of cotton, so not too hot or heavy, and is two toned with a forest green and lime green. Something different to add to my closet!<br />
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Friday:<br />
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I didn't catch a photo for this outfit. So I'll share something else, new, that I have. I found this cutie at the Loft, for just $29.99! I actually haven't worn it yet, but I have many ideas, just not the right day yet! I'll let ya know when I finally do ;)<br />
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Saturday: Snow!!<br />
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Yes, it was snowing, hence the crazy photo op. But I spent the day in my pinkish/corolish pants, stone boots, a leopard print top, a jean button up shirt, and a hand-put-together-by-me necklace with 4 vintage keys dangling.<br />
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Here's one last picture of the new nail color my friend and I found/bought last week. :)<br />
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Well, that's it for week 2!<br />
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Promise to do better this week! I just needed some inspiration ;)<br />
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Christmas is SO close! YAY!!<br />
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"But the Lord said to Samuel, "Do not look at his appearance or at the height of his stature, because I have rejected him; for God sees not as man sees, for man looks at the outward appearance, <b>but the Lord looks at the heart</b>." 1 Samuel 16:7 Taylor Perkins Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07177994199571264685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051842682094197350.post-64632595299357166412012-12-14T15:09:00.001-08:002012-12-14T15:21:57.825-08:00This is SO much more than just a disastrous assult...This goes deep down to the root.Tragedy.<br>
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This morning marks the day in so many lives that will live in their hearts, tragically, forever.<br>
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Today was the day that a man decided to take the lives of an entire kindergarten class, plus others, in a small town in Connecticut, in what has become the second worst school shooting in history for the U.S.<br>
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So of course, people immediately start blaming, what? The gun(s). Yes, of course, the gun itself made the decision to make it's owner walk into a school and take out so many innocent lives.<br>
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Bull. (excuse my french thought)<br>
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No, this is NOT a gun control issue. This is a HEART issue. What have we done in the past couple of decades? We have totally taken God and truth (which are one in the same) out of our schools. (And many other places obviously.) But we are telling our children that they were just an accident. They have no purpose in life. No reason. No truth. Nop hope. What seems right or wrong to them, is just their truth. And we can all have our own truths to live by. HOW IS THAT SUPPOSED TO WORK?!?!?<br>
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I can barely write these words without getting so furious I want to throw my computer across the room.<br>
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And you think gun control will solve our problem? Let's see, drugs are illegal. Well, we still have tons of druggies.. People STILL find a way to get their drugs, or sell. Alcoholic drinking underage is illegal. Kids STILL find a way to drink before the proper age. Guns, if we were to make a gun control law, well guess what? People would STILL find a way to have guns, and they would STILL use them tragically! The only thing the law would do would be taking them away from law abiding citizens who actually use them for safety!<br>
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It's about the people who are using them for wrong. It's their hearts that are torn inside, and did not have a hope. Whether they are angry, depressed, or just mentally ill, they are still the ones that made the decision to do what they did. And sin has consequences.<br>
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Think about the lives that could be saved in the schools, movie theaters, malls, ect. if we were just able to defend ourselves..<br>
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Ok, I need to calm down. What's done is done. All we can do right now is PRAY for the families and loved ones affected by this absolute devastation. And PRAY for this nation!! Pray that this country would turn back to God, and realize HE is what we need!<br>
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To turn our faces away from Him is the true tragedy of this world.<br>
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<b>"God be gracious to us and bless us, And cause His face to shine upon us- Salah. That Your way may be known on the earth, Your salvation among all nations." Psalms 67:1-2<br></b>
Taylor Perkins Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07177994199571264685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051842682094197350.post-6704582563880723232012-12-09T01:38:00.000-08:002012-12-18T01:06:24.024-08:0031 Days.. | December 1-8"I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;" Psalms 139:14<br />
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Day 1:<br />
So December first was the day to start the advent countdown, as well as a big game in the SEC football division. University of Alabama played the Georgia Bulldogs, and it was an intense game, because the winner would get to continue to the National Championship game in Jan. Well, highly disliking Alabama, I had no choice but to pull for the "Dawgs" to pull it out, so Bama wouldn't be headed to yet, ANOTHER championship game. Sounds silly, I know. But like I've said before, it's in my blood.<br />
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Back to fashion- An bright apple red button down shirt (Target), with black skinnies (Macy's), and black booties fit well for the day. I used a small amount of black and grey eye shadow and minimal jewelry.<br />
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A simple snake skin printed purse added some texture, but still kept the "easy look" I was going for.<br />
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Day 2: Church clothes.<br />
I found a real wool coat that was given to us years ago from some dear friends from England. It's a box shape, and color wise, a bit difficult to coordinate with. The colors in it are a mix of light grey, dark gray and brown. But it's very good looking, so I was determined to put together something to wear with it! And something that would help my figure while I'm wearing a "square cut."<br />
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I came to a decision pairing it with a short navy skirt (H&M), and a cream lace top, and navy pumps (Target).<br />
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Day 3: Monday blues..or greens..<br />
After an intense morning at a work out class, (after having not worked out in months,) I was leaning towards the more comfy clothing when I got home to change. ;)<br />
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Jeans (Nordstrom), with a long grey sleeve shirt (Hollister), a "Train" tank top over-laying, and an army green short sleeve sweater to keep me warm (Ross).<br />
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As my hair was not so pretty, I stuck it up in a side bun with a little braid on top, to add a little flare. (Haha) Also, simple black jewelry to accent the black text on the tank top.<br />
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Day 4: So I have this sweater dress... <br />
It's one of those things you buy, because at the time, they are everywhere and girls are really making them look cute, so you buy it, and then you just never wear it.. and you wonder if it was a waste of money..? Yeah, that. So this sweater dress of mine, well, it's just one more thing in my closet I was determined to actually wear one of these days. However I didn't love the lines on me, so I had to work with it a bit.<br />
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A rich red dress (Ross), paired with grey leggings (Aeropostale), and to top it off, literally, I wore a black.... well, actually, I have no idea what it's called. Anyway, it's a little dress thingy. I only wore big pearl (fake ;) earrings. Keepin' it simple.<br />
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Day 5: Game time!<br />
Well this time, it's basketball! We headed to Pullman, WA to watch Gonzaga play WSU in basketball, and the game was crazy!With a hour & half drive there and back, and the temperature dropping tremendously outside, I wanted to be somewhat comfortable but still in a cute look for the game. Once again, I was wearing red, for the Zags. (What's weird is I hardly ever wear red, and this is the what, 3rd time this week?!? lol)<br />
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Jeans (Miss Me-Belk), Red long sleeve, button up white shirt over (Aero), grey and white scarf, black leather jacket (Turkey), and silver converse tennies (Foot Locker). <br />
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And btw, they won! :)<br />
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Day 6: Rumor had it...<br />
..it was supposed to snow today.. And actually, it did. It just didn't stick. -_-<br />
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However, that is where my outfit for this cold wet Thursday came from... snowflakes! Grey and white polka-dotted skinnies (Target), white long sleeve, turquoise cardigan (Nordstrom), a black "cape" like coat ($5-Macy's), a long chrome, dark blue and light blue beaded necklace, snowflake earrings (T.J.Maxx), and a new royal blue Steve Madden purse ($10-T.J.Maxx)! Oh, and also some blue shades of eye shadow to really make it all pop! ;)<br />
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Day 7: Friday in a skirt.<br />
With the cold weather continuing, I layer up! Keeping a short black "flowy" skirt simple enough for my non eventful Friday, I kept it classic in black with a long sleeve shirt, and added my pop of color with a bright green cardi. Grey tights kept my legs warm, along with stone grey boots (Candies-Kohls), and some black leg warmers underneath. (Which btw, are legit leg warmers I used for ballet back in the day when I still danced ;) Also, a silver long chain necklace with a light blue feather pendent to add some more color without getting to carried away.<br />
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Day 8: Festive Saturday.<br />
Green pants paired with a new pretty black and cream sweater ($29.-Target) was an idea since the moment I bought the sweater on Black Friday a couple of weeks ago. It's my going-Christmas-style-without-using-the-color-red outfit for 2012. I love the design of the sequins! I put light eye shadow on my lids, with black shadow in the corners/crease. I loved how it turned out, but phone cameras just don't capture eye shadow to give it justice. (<o_o>) <br />
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I'm trying to remind myself to wear more colors *together* and also with every outfit, figure out what the main pop of color is, what the main pop of print/design is, and to have just enough of each to wear together. Don't keep everything so "matchy matchy."<br />
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For a day of Christmas shopping in Spokane, I added a black cardi, skinny royal blue belt (Target), my houndstooth coat (Macy's), my new blue purse, and my stone grey boots.<br />
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Well, look at that! I am through my first week! It's a lot more work than I thought it might be. It'd seem easy to just document each day of outfits, but when you're blogging about it, somehow it makes it more work to make sure I'm putting things together that are new or shy ideas for me. :) I like what I wore this week, but I think I need to step it up a notch...<br />
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Until next Sat...<br />
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"Beauty, to me, is about being comfortable in your own skin. That, or a kick-ass red lipstick." ~Gwyneth Paltrow<br />
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(Photo below is the eye shadow I just couldn't get a good photo of today, so I gave up. lol <br />
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Taylor Perkins Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07177994199571264685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051842682094197350.post-36296946890723386862012-12-01T00:55:00.001-08:002012-12-18T01:13:55.020-08:0031 Days of Fashion"Charm is deceitful and beauty is vain, But a woman who fears the Lord, she shall be praised." Proverbs 31:30 <br />
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It's officially December ("officially' because I've felt like it's been December for 2 weeks already, haha) and although I'm always in a "fashion mood," I've recently bought some fun items, and found a few items I am trying to pair up with what I already have. <br />
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I like to challenge myself. Trying to wear more stuff that I like, but don't always have the confidence to try them out in public. Since it is festive season, I thought it might be an appropriate month to share my adventure with it. :) <br />
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I'm going to put together an outfit each day, mostly pieces I NEVER wear, some new clothing, things I found in the basement, (literally) and whatever else I find. Like maybe from my friend, Micah's, closet. ;) (jk!) We'll see what I come up with!<br />
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I'll make sure to get photos of each, and then write a post for each week.<br />
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So here it goes!Taylor Perkins Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07177994199571264685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051842682094197350.post-57680300808352162662012-11-27T01:25:00.000-08:002012-11-27T01:42:58.360-08:00I'm So Blessed To Have Lived Here.Everyone is always asking each other, "City or Country?" <br />
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Ok, sure, most people either live in a city, or out in the country. But we all know that there are plenty of towns that are neither. And not every city is New York City. But not every town is a one stop light so-small-you-know-everyone kind of town. There is an in between, or even a few. My town, is one of those in between ones. <a href="http://www.cdaid.org/">Coeur d'Alene, Idaho</a>. Most people not from here can't even pronounce the name correctly. (It's French, btw, for Heart of an Awl.) Anyway, I happen to think it's one of the best places on Earth! Really, the whole Northwest is quite a beauty. But let me give you a look at just my hometown.<br />
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I love to visit big cities, take in the mass amount of people, advertisements, sky scrapers, and taxi drivers. However, the traffic gets old, the people get annoying, and there's just so much, too much, everywhere you go.<br />
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Out in the middle of no where, I find myself loving the peaceful, quite, and serene life, surrounded by the mountains, trees, and the wild life. However, it has it's
downsides, like the amount of time driving, the thought of no one near in case of emergency, and the grocery store is just a bit too far away for my taste.. for a quick fix of chocolate.<br />
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But here at home, I'm perfectly happy. Cd'A is not huge, we don't have sky scrapers, or even many 4 story buildings at that, we don't have every fancy restaurant chain, or a big shopping mall, and we certainly don't have bad traffic. (That's my favorite part.) <br />
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The Panhandle of Idaho:<br />
We are content with what we do have. Because what we do have is beautiful! We have many natural big lakes, mountains, and ski mountains, and we have four seasons. Sure, not every year we get four perfect equal seasons.. some years we don't get very much snow, and some years, our spring gets ignored, and a long winter jumps to summer. But for the most part, we pretty much have it all. And there's just something so nice about having each season. There's more to enjoy. :)<br />
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Downtown Cd'A:<br />
Our downtown is not where our big businesses are arranged, but where our tourists (and yes, we get lots of tourists,) gather most. We have a tall hotel, <a href="http://www.cdaresort.com/">The Coeur d'Alene Resort</a>, that over looks Lake Coeur d'Alene, the marina just below, the public beach and a few parks, and then a main street, called Sherman Ave., that is the place to be. Local shops with clothing, home decor, or touristy things line Sherman Ave. alongside cafes, bars, coffee shops, and a <a href="http://www.coeurdalene.org/mm/about_trail.html">moose</a> or two. <br />
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Summer Days:<br />
In the summer time, downtown is full of people, young and old, tourist and local. Tubb's Hill is next to downtown and it's covered in hiking trails and large rocks to jump off of into the lake. The main park is covered with kids, birthday parties, concerts, and picnics. There are boats all over the lake, and even a floating plane.<br />
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Special Events:<br />
Every summer, we have what we call "Art on the Green." It's an open to public festival for artists to showcase their work. But because it's such a big deal, and everyone gathers downtown for it, Cd'A has a large amount of vendors who set up all the way from Sherman Ave. (which is closed off during the weekend) down to and through the park, and across to North Idaho College's campus (which is where the real art is located.) People come down, walk through the tent set ups, and shop a bit, grab food or a refreshment drink, and just hang out. It's very fun, and there are always lots of people, free concerts, and fun activities.<br />
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Random fact:<br />
I like to tell people about our city's fascination with floating objects... ;) We have three main floaters: The longest floating boardwalk in the country, a floating restaurant (that has the best ever lobster bisque,) and the famous Floating Green! An actual (playing) part of the Cd'A Resort Golf Course.<br />
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Winter Season:<br />
In the winter time, it's a whole new feel. People tend to migrate in the cozy coffee shops when the weather starts to cool. But the best night of all, (I think it's my most favorite night downtown,) the city, and some friends from near by, all gather downtown. It always happens the day after Thanksgiving. A Christmas parade marches it's way down Sherman. Everyone is there bundled up in warm coats, hats and gloves, while the kiddos watch for the parade partakers (normally local businesses, churches, and City of Cd'A officials) as they sing, dance, march or just wave. After that, everyone walks just past the street, and gathers in front of the Resort, with hot chocolate in one hand, and a ready-to-be-lit-candle in the other, we sing along with carolers (on mics) and sing Christmas songs. Finally, as the last song is about to begin, everyone lights their candle, and we all sing Silent Night together. It's pretty amazing. Once the song has ended, we count down from ten, and a huge firework production, out over the lake, begins. They play Mannheim Steamroller Christmas music, and we all "ooo" and "ahhhh" together. As soon as the fireworks have blasted their last, over 1.5 million lights appear down the whole boardwalk, and the trees along the main streets, and a big tree on top of a main building comes to life. It is the largest on-the-water resort holiday light show in the country. And it's a special treat to see! The Christmas lights and decor are up for the whole season to enjoy.<br />
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We also get to enjoy what Spokane Washington, just a good 40mins away, has to offer. It's a bigger city, with better shopping and a beautiful fun view of the Spokane river (which flows out and from Lake Cd'A). They hold fun events, including the largest 3-on-3 basketball tournament in the nation, called HoopFest. But you can just Google Spokane if you must.<br />
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I'd rather spend my time writing about my favorite hometown, and why I love it here so dearly. There is so much to enjoy here, (Oh! Did I mention we have NO poisonous snakes?!? It's PERFECT here.) and if you are from here, then you know exactly what I'm talking about! ;) I love to travel, and I do often. I love seeing other cities, and enjoying what they have to offer that we don't, but no matter what, at the end of the day, I'm always happy to come home. :)<br />
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Taylor Perkins Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07177994199571264685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051842682094197350.post-28051710464803790272012-11-26T18:41:00.001-08:002012-11-26T19:16:21.729-08:00Christmas GreetingsSo the other day we pulled out our Christmas decorations, and also bought and decorated a tree! This really is the most wonderful time of the year.<br />
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I thought I'd share a few ideas I had on quick and easy decorating (for Christmas). As much as I love helping my mom transform the rest of the house into a holiday spirited welcoming, I love to change up my room to let it have the same feel. I don't have a ton to work with, mainly because I haven't gone out and spent tons on Christmas decor for my room, as I am waiting until I have my own house to do that ;). But here's what I did.<br />
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(1*) My mom had sent me a small fake tree and little ornaments when I was in school a few years ago. So I began with setting that up on a little table. <br />
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(2*) I have an old window seated on a wall shelf, where I have previously hung/bunched bistro lights, and accented it with books, and some nick nacks that all have some meaning to me. So I added a few Christmas ornaments to source up the space with holiday cheer.<br />
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(3*) With a bit of tulle, a group of silver belles and ornaments, I put them all to use by helping these festive green pine cones and silver branches stand tall and pretty above my desk, in a clear vase. Accented by a nutcracker and a couple candles. <br />
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(4*) It's easy to add some Christmas thought to pieces that already stand in your room (or house). I had bought the "antlers" to wear during a Christmas light show. So with a fur scarf, and a small stocking (I probably received a gift in last year,) I propped them onto my dress stand and WA-LA! :P<br />
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(5*) Found and bought this cute sign earlier this year, and just had to have it! I had bought the sparkly silver ball ornaments for a party a couple years ago, but wasn't sure what to do with them now. I have had a blank cork board sitting around, so I played with it till I liked what I found I could do. It's a random look, sure, but why not?<br />
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(6*) I have a chalk board, that I use for notes, hanging in my wall. So I wiped away the "lists" I was done with anyway, and reminded myself of the joy of this season.
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Filling up extra space with whatever I had to use :) (below)
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Taylor Perkins Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07177994199571264685noreply@blogger.com0Coeur d'Alene (null)47.687875 -116.813423tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051842682094197350.post-88058668791693505072012-11-12T20:17:00.003-08:002012-11-26T18:42:06.532-08:00I'd just like to say...In this fast paced, quick and confusing, loud and weird world, where everything is always changing, I can always rely on the one thing, one person, who is always consistent; Jesus.<br />
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I can't imagine living life without knowing Him. How do people do it?!? Seems so helpless and depressing!<br />
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Anyway, that wad just my moment of reality and wonder, while I finish up my world travels, finally! Only a flight and half to go on my last trip for 2012. :PTaylor Perkins Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07177994199571264685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051842682094197350.post-21568397792788987372012-11-12T20:17:00.001-08:002012-11-26T18:43:15.721-08:00War Eagle, anyway.Ok, I know I've mentioned this before, but, I love Auburn, Alabama. I love the school, and I love the football fans.<br />
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But here's why.<br />
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I have grown up as an Auburn fan, and because it's my family's school, I've never questioned it. But I had the amazing opportunity this past weekend to really see and understand why this school is so truly great. We were playing a home game against our oldest rival, (but not our least favorite,) the Georgia Bulldogs, and we were losing. Just like every other game this season, we (we as in our boys) were unable to pull through what we needed to be a good team in the college football league, much less the SEC. <br />
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Only two years after winning the National Championship game, we are now the worst team. Our good players have graduated or gone pro, leaving us with a large and inexperienced group of freshman and sophomores to throw out onto the field. <br />
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We didn't even score against the Dawgs.. <br />
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But as my friends and I got into the stadium, two hours early in order to get good student section seats, I was amazed at how everyone there, fully knowing we'd lose, was still excited for game day. Still looking good in Orange and navy, shaking the shakers, singing the fight song, dancing, cheering, everything we'd do at a game we might do well at! It didn't matter that we are the worst team. Yes, we are sad, and disappointed, but at the end of the day, Auburn is family. And we're all in.<br />
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And you are probably finding it odd that I say this when in fact I am not even a student at Auburn, nor have I ever been. I wish I was. I love that place. But it's because my family is. My parents and grandparents met there, and I have cheered for Auburn football every fall Saturday since I was born, because, well, it's just a part of me. Always has been. And just because I didn't go to school there doesn't mean I can't love it just as much.<br />
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It truly is an amazing place to be.<br />
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War Eagle. <br />
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It's such a weird experience. <br />
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Some people love it. Some people hate it. I happen to be one who likes it. It's not always easy, comfortable, or fun. Yet I don't mind it because its always an adventure.<br />
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I'm on a plane right now actually. Flying over some pretty fluffy clouds. The sun is rising, and the sky is so huge, just like it always is when you are this far up over the world. I'm flying to Denver (layover) so it's not a long flight. Plus the middle seat next to me is empty, so I have some extra space. Those are a couple of upsides. I do feel bad for tall people who barely have room to bend their knees. Thankfully, (with as much as I travel) I'm short. So I normally do pretty ok when it comes to leg room, or just being able to make my fold out table a pillow for my head.<br />
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Ok so the flights themselves aren't always super fun. I mean the earth beneath you is beautiful, but it can get cramped up here. Or those awkward moments when you REALLY have to pee but you're sitting in the window seat and your row companions are sound asleep. <br />
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But one of the best parts of traveling? People watching. Mainly in the airports. While sitting at a gate, or walking through the gift shops to kill time, people watching is at its best! You can see so many different kinds of people. Different languages, styles, and stories. But since you can't just ask everyone their story, you make them up. Or at least I do. I decide who's who, and where and why they are going there. I think of all sorts of details for people.<br />
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I think airports are a great place to feel connected to the rest of the world. Maybe not in smaller hometown airports, haha. But in big city airports such as Seattle, NYC, Amsterdam, Frankfurt.. So many different people from all over, all just passing each other by. Just connecting through gates, and coffee stops. On a railway, or in line to bored. Maybe not talking to one another, but examining each other. Realizing and remembering this world is so much bigger than we typically think about. We really are just a small small part of this world. Even the guy on his phone talking with multiple business partners who looks like he's on top of everyone. He's just another person, and though he may be big in his life, there's still a few million more of us who probably feel that at some point too. It's not a bad thing, no. We each have our own lives, in our own towns, in our own country. It's just silly to think about how many there are of us!<br />
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Well I need to turn my phone off, about to land! <br />
With the amount of traveling I'm enduring these next few weeks, I'm sure I'll share some more on here under this subject. But until then, happy and safe travels everyone! Even if its just across town or.. your living room! :)<br />
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t.Taylor Perkins Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07177994199571264685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051842682094197350.post-44333231458900139152012-09-14T23:47:00.001-07:002012-12-01T00:59:15.174-08:00Seasons 🌴🍁🍂🌲💐☀☔❄⛄🌈In the spring time, when the rain drops are pouring, and the trees are blooming, it's hard to think about fall... It's odd to think about the leaves falling, about the chilled weather approaching, and the hot coffee brewing.<br />
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In the summer time, when the sun is blazing, and the bbq's are smoking, it's hard to think about winter...<br />
It's odd to think about the snowflakes, icy roads and your bundled up clothing. Christmas and new years, somewhere in the distance, like fireplaces burning, and hot cocoa warming,<br />
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In the fall time, when football is playing, and the trees are coloring the world, it's hard to think about spring...<br />
It's odd to think about tulips and Easter dresses, and the first day you drive with your windows down; they're the best.<br />
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In the winter time, when White Christmas is playing, and ski mountains are waking, it's hard to think about summer. <br />
It's odd to think about swimming outdoors, the beaches, and s'mores. Shorts and flip flops, and Fourth of July firework wars.<br />
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I guess all I'm saying, are that seasons change often. Like in our lives, troubled times can't think of joy, and joyous times can't think of troubles. But no matter what, it's only a season. There is a time for every season, and when you are through, find the reasons to appreciate them all.Taylor Perkins Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07177994199571264685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051842682094197350.post-37744283078355994122012-09-06T16:09:00.001-07:002012-11-26T18:45:31.597-08:00Wedding BlissThis summer, I was interning with Alisa Lewis Event Design + the Attic, a vintage rental company. And it was a blast! I learned and experienced so much! Here are just a few captured moments of why I absolutely love what I do.<br />
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All photos are from my iPhone. For all photographer's work, credits, and more, check out <a href="http://atticrentals.blogspot.com/">the Attic</a><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOqLXUx5INzSm4S3-S1cNsWEnco25aJxCBJteUDhEOLZ67pmH3EP_Szka44qE6p6uwQaeyvaNUtfrTa95vfWzxEh2Oncu0mpLazbaJ9P3mHK46DtuIv8vBDtnx9yYXwyf_CBz8Q0ZM3VQ/s640/blogger-image-422498054.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOqLXUx5INzSm4S3-S1cNsWEnco25aJxCBJteUDhEOLZ67pmH3EP_Szka44qE6p6uwQaeyvaNUtfrTa95vfWzxEh2Oncu0mpLazbaJ9P3mHK46DtuIv8vBDtnx9yYXwyf_CBz8Q0ZM3VQ/s640/blogger-image-422498054.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhWYTyBSjX7lyUwnVWqmsfGHYGRCOxTNLPO8kdq9fgvg7ySLTA56EEMIGGbNRxI-r_XzAwbnrk5JOED_hLZNh994rroSm-tjd2XLgvvzwdKVvhxRqIpy7jXaCCTLXJe7BN6eTaZnK_H4g/s640/blogger-image--366701104.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSRSO5UiyYLBQnmxjcQ_-1d4dlkqN2XHc8fsT6pRfzX3fo9a3jOiS-iV6PnEu5RhXLqx_WoOpyOm5z9uIUKO_yuQxBThDPhmSsnvpkiiK47pah30SHHpaJq6TuH5CHD-O7gUXK3FT_szA/s640/blogger-image--1012296060.jpg" /></a></div>Taylor Perkins Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07177994199571264685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051842682094197350.post-57291753429108154572012-06-17T15:14:00.001-07:002012-06-17T23:04:52.450-07:00Serious Wedding Etiquette. It's time to get down to business.Alright, first off, yes, it has been a long time since I was on last. I've been pretty busy, plus, I'm bad about writing if I don't have anything I truly want to discuss at that moment.<br />
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But now I do.<br />
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This summer, I am interning for a gal in town who is a wedding designer/stylist. It's an awesome opportunity for me to get into the business, learn a ton, and gain a lot of experience! So here are a few things I would like to remind the world about, because honestly, people are seriously disappointing me in the world of true and classy etiquette!<br />
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4 Things To Remember, & Never Forget:<br />
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#1. When sending out invites for your wedding, what are you doing? You are asking your friends and family to come witness one of the biggest days in your life. You are asking them to take time out of their, for example, June Sat. afternoon, to come be a part of the celebration. <br />
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What are you NOT supposed to be asking them? If they will choose to buy you a gift from Macy's or Bed Bath & Beyond! <br />
I think that is so incredibly tasteless. <br />
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If whoever is invited to your wedding (or even if they can't make it,) want to buy you a gift to show you their love and excitement, that is their choice! And they will call or ask to find out where you are registered.<br />
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#2. Not only do I believe in not putting those little cards in the envelope, or adding it to your invite, but I also hate when that is the first thing you see when you pull out the invitation. <br />
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If you MUST put the details of your obnoxious request for gifts out of ignorance that that is why you invite people to your special occasion, then PLEASE for the love of all things classy, put it in the back! So at least your invited guest will first see what it is your requesting before being told where to shop.<br />
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#3. You are sent an invitation in the mail to a wedding, or some type of event. It might be for you best friend, your cousin, your father's business partner, or your best friend's husband's college roommate. But no matter who it is, when it is, where it is, or what it's for, you have one thing you need and are expected to do. R.S.V.P. It's a french term that means "repondez,sil cous plaite" which in American stands for please reserve your spot. In other words, we need to know if you are coming or not. It's so simple, and yet so many people do not give their R.S.V.P. because apparently they forget this event isn't about them but about someone else's hard work towards it and to be just selfless enough to honor that simple need for a response.<br />
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Now I know some weddings, say its a large wedding in a hometown church, they have all the room in the world for anyone to come, they're only doing cake and punch and so it doesn't really matter, right? Wrong! It's not about that. It's about that fact someone asked if you're coming or not. So are you going to just ignore them? <br />
Gosh I hope not..<br />
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Because you don't have to know why you need to respond. Maybe the couple have ordered engraved wine glasses for everyone, maybe even with everyone's names on them! <br />
Or maybe it's a sit down dinner, like a wedding I worked at last night. The couple had a sit down dinner banquet style, (meaning two long rows of tables running down each side of the asil the bride walked down.) it was an absolute beautiful set up, until 20 or so extra people just showed up and had no where to sit. See the problem here? <br />
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#4. So you have been invited to a wedding that will occur in the evening, and you've been given information from the invitation that you will be served food. Normally you can take some guesses from the info given, style, time, location, and knowledge of the bride and/or groom to know whether you will be served heavy appitizers, a full dinner, buffet style or sit down dinner. (this goes for any time of the day, though.) But no matter what, they have asked you to be there when the ceremony starts. So if the invite says 6:00pm, why on earth would you think thats what time you need to arrive? No. That is when the music starts, and the wedding party will make the first entrance. NOT when you should be arriving and trying to find a seat. People are very bad about this. And trust me, I am not saying I'm always on time. No, I can be bad about this as well, so it's something we all need to work on. ;) <br />
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So there you go. The four things that bug me the most. I might come up with some more, but for now, I'll break.. ;)<br />
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Peace out y'all.<br />
t.<br />
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Taylor Perkins Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07177994199571264685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051842682094197350.post-89301213313217448852012-05-13T18:53:00.001-07:002012-11-26T18:46:08.941-08:00RainstormSo I wrote this back on my road trip one night, while lying in bed listening to a storm. But I never posted it and forgot about it. So now, here it is.<br />
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_The raindrops surround me<br />
Loud thunder reminds me<br />
Lightening presses the sky<br />
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_It's a beautiful night<br />
Full of wonder so bright<br />
The sky is telling no lie<br />
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_My eye lids are closing<br />
But my heart won't stop racing<br />
I believe in the loud cries of the night<br />
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_What is He saying? <br />
What are we praying?<br />
Is this my answer for the night?<br />
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_His words are so piercing<br />
But so is His loving<br />
He grabs the hands of the alone<br />
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_Some strive to believe it<br />
They believe to conform it<br />
Letting go of the truth of His hope<br />
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_Just like this rainstorm is power and aim<br />
So He shows us our sins are no game<br />
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_Don't let them in<br />
Come back to Him<br />
Wake up and go dance in the rain <br />
Taylor Perkins Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07177994199571264685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051842682094197350.post-5464523568521386342012-04-23T22:21:00.001-07:002012-04-23T22:21:08.774-07:00MyTy Road Trip(The real craziness begins....NOW!)
My friend Micah and I will be heading out in about 14 hours to hit the road for a month! Ok, so maybe we won't be on the road for a whole month, but the trip in general is a month long raid trip across the U.S. And it's going to be one long, numb butt, most hilarious, entertaining, painful, exciting, wonderful, hot and cold, awesome trip!!!
FOllOW US HERE!
You know you want to.
;)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-aj_IdVakxc&feature=related
So on another note, my next few blog posts will most likely be about the trip and our current status along the way.
Enjoy!! lol
(And, come on, share with some friends. You're even allowed to laugh at us! It's going to be redonkulous.)Taylor Perkins Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07177994199571264685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051842682094197350.post-39753133765449779872012-04-17T11:13:00.001-07:002012-04-17T11:17:55.637-07:00Green Paint.What is it about us sometimes that crafting or making an item is more fun than just going out and buying it already made? (It's a good thing! Especially for those of us who do it only once a year..)<br />
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I myself grew up in a home that was more thought on, "let's just hire someone who can do it" not because we had the money and/or were lazy, no not at all, but because we knew we couldn't do it ourselves better. We knew there were (are) people that can do it better and we'd rather trust them. <br />
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Like our cars. My dad is not a mechanic. Then he had two daughters. So besides checking the oil, my family relies on Bob from GoodYear, haha.<br />
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But of course there are people who love DIY. (ok I know crafts and cars are much different but you get the general idea.. right?) I love the idea of different crafts or projects that I can do myself, but then I never have the patience and then I never end up taking them on. When I have an idea, it has to be done quickly after that, or I just lose the excitement and give up.<br />
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This past weekend however, I decided to paint my room a new color. (I do paint my bedroom walls, on my own, just FYI ;) and in the midst of that, I decided to buy chalkboard paint. I was going to paint a square on my wall but then decided against it, considering I might not want it later. So I found a random board down in the garage that we have no use for, painted it with the chalkboard paint and, WAL-LA! I have a chalkboard I can hang where ever I want, and I can draw on it! *ahem* I mean I can make lists on it! Lol. (I'm a list person. The number of sticky notes I go through is amazing)<br />
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Funny (side note) story: the man in Lows helping me out while I was buying the paint said, "So I'm guessing this is for a kid's room?" with my reply, "uhhh no... My room actually.... Ahha. IWantedToTryItBecauseIWORKWithAWeddingDesinerWhoHasMadeThemForEvents! *ahem* yeah..so.." <br />
He can just go join the magician at the restaurant a few weeks ago who thought I was "like 10yrs old"... I should start a club: "The 21 year old girl who doesn't look 21" <br />
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Anyway(!), my whole point in this is how easy it is that I could have just gone out and bought a chalkboard.. But instead I made my own and it's so much more fun knowing I made it, and created a piece for my room.<br />
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It's the simple things in life, right?<br />
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I should get back to cleaning..<br />
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<3 t.<br />
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((Stay tuned for a month long adventure across the U.S.! My friend Micah and I will be heading out on a road trip a week from today, and who knows what I'll post next! 😉)) <br />
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-Photos below- <br />
My new green (and brown) bedroom walls. (I'm repainting the white shelf all white, no worries! lol) <br />
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The chalkboard!<br />
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